You really only need to hang mean bastards. But mean bastards, you need to hang.
The man who pulls the lever, that breaks your neck will be a dispassionate man. And that dispassion is the very essence of justice. For justice delivered without dispassion, is always in danger of not being justice.
I don’t know that nigger. But I know he’s a nigger. And that’s all I need to know.
When you get to hell, John, tell them Daisy sent you…
The nigger in the stable has a letter from Abraham Lincoln?
Now, Daisy, I want us to work out a signal system of communication. When I elbow you real hard in the face, that means: shut up.
Everybody keep your mouth shut and do like I say. You open your mouth; you gonna get a bullet. You move a little sudden, a little strange; you gonna get a bullet. Not a warning, not a question; a bullet.
Bringing desperate men in alive, is a good way to get yourself dead.
You believe in Jesus now, huh, b**ch? Well good, ’cause you about to meet him!
When niggers are scared, that’s when white folks are safe.
Waiting for an oportunity, and knowing it’s the right one, isn’t so easy.
Till they invent a trigger a woman can’t pull, if you’re a hang man, you’re going to hang woman.
